- Kool G. Rap IT SA shame 歌詞
- Kool G. Rap
- And once again its Big G runnin the number rackets
Wearin Pele jackets
Fast loot tactics Im well up in the millionaire bracket
The boss of all bosses I own racehorses and a fortress
Corridors with Olympic torches and Mona Lisa portraits
Jacuzzis and saunas and eatin steak at Benny Harners
Bentleys limousine the front yard stream is full of piranhas
Im set a private jet I drink a lot of Becks
Get a lot of sess condo and duplex, diamond infested Rolex
Deliver a crown at the world units with silver china
Sippin on finer winer you see more shines than diamond miners
The highness, kingpin of ******
Im thorough when I have to bring the terror in
Handle business in each and every borough in
Town or city, Im rollin like Frank Nitty, Im rich and pretty
Back up kiddies, I got crimes thats grimy and gritty
A ***** thats *****y and likes to keep his pockets chunky
Makin most of my money
From all the ****fiends and junkies
I learned from the best the ones thats livin
And the ones thats put to rest
So I bless my chest with a vest and pack a Smith N Wes
And then Im off to get the snaps, not the scraps
The game is be a real mack, the name is Kool G. Rap
Now its a damn shame, what I gotta do just to make a dollar
Living in this game, sometimes it makes you wanna holler
Its a damn shame, what I gotta do just to make a dollar
Living in this game, sometimes it makes you wanna holler
I got a fly hoe up under the wing
A swinger that does her thing and if you step inside my ring
Shell bang it out and make your brains hang
She sits at restaurant tables with mink foxes and sables
Drinkin Cherenade brand label shell rock a suckers cradle
And yeah, honey is more bounce to the ounce
She walks around with Lucci in large amounts
Millions inside Swiss bank accounts
Her name is Tammy, got a beach house in Miami
Rides around with a small jammy in her silk and satin panties
A down hoe, a Foxy Brown hoe, standin her ground hoe
And if you clown yo shell turn into a bust a round hoe
Fly as a Heavens angel got sapphires in her bangles
Diamond earrings hangin dingle gettin money from all angles
Shes pretty under the New York city bright lights
And real light, way after midnight, I hit it cause the slits tight
Wake up early and make my rounds, break up break down
Packin a silver four pound, some clowns be trying to get down
Light up a smoke and grab a stack of C-notes
Them slick stick up kids dont get no free dough bro
Cause I aint tryin to be broke
I goes all out for G Rap and this honey nothin funny
Its a damn shame, what I gotta do to get the money
Now its a damn shame, what I gotta do just to make a dollar
Living in this game, sometimes it makes me wanna holler
Its a damn shame, what I gotta do just to make a dollar
Living in this game, sometimes it makes me wanna holler
No it aint no sleeping over
No it aint no sleeping over
No it aint no sleeping over
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